Fresh was the day
As I stepped out
Upon my way
My mind devout
And set to task
Of walking far
Of seeing birds
Avoiding car
I wanted grass
Below my feet
Nature raw
I wished to meet
So there I stood
In cold fresh air
And after time
Had not a care
As out in fields
And woods l walked
I listened well
As nature talked
It healed my heart
It made me new
That cool fresh wind
Spoke as it blew.

i hunger for the zest of life – life at its fullest
i thirst for liberty – spreading my wings
i want to lose myself to this impulsive world of opportunity;
feeling the electricity beneath my feet.

vivere memento

[life is now]